Mo yanjue handed him an unidentified look, and his face was as cool as an expression. "Be honest and go back to filming. She will come back when she wants to see you."

This is obviously nonsense, but in Yang Yilin's eyes, there is great hope. He excitedly grabbed Mo yanjue's arm. "Brother, my dear brother, can you give me her contact information? I promise I'll go to the theatre honestly tomorrow and say what you mean in the future."

Mo yanjue crooked his head and glanced at him lightly. Then he drew his arm back. He looked very disgusted and cut the nails to cut the railway. "No."

"Then how do you know where she is?" From his heart, I firmly believe that he must know where sun Zhenzhen is, without any doubt.

"Who says we can only contact her, not her initiative to contact us?" Mo yanjue used our word and successfully brought his wife with him, which strengthened Yang Yilin's understanding of the truth of this matter.

So after listening to this sentence, he dropped his head and didn't talk for a long time.

Finally, I got up from the sofa and walked out in a smart way. As I was walking, I turned my back to him and waved to him, "I'm just a woman. What's the big deal?"

Mo yanjue looked at his self deception and snorted, "hard mouth!"

Yang Yilin got out of the manor and sat in his car. The face of the demon was full of loss. At last, he took a look at the black iron gate and rushed out with his foot on the accelerator.

Driving aimlessly, I didn't know where to go, I wandered around the world, and finally parked my car downstairs in sun Zhenzhen's small apartment.

Sitting in the car and looking upstairs, staring at the familiar window, I thought that there was no more hot tempered woman in it. My heart was like a thousand ants crawling again, scratching my heart and scratching my liver.

He got out of the car with a very unpleasant look, slammed the door and strode out of the unit building.

Go in, get on the elevator, press the number of floors, and stare at the changing number of floors with a ghostly look.

When the elevator door opened with a "Ding" sound, he walked out of the elevator in a puffy manner, took out the key from his pocket, opened the door and entered the room.

Everything in the room is still so familiar. The location of any items hasn't been moved. This is his second time here since he rented them.

There is only one reason why he doesn't want to come here, that is, the familiar environment is easy to be nostalgic and make him think back to many things before.

Here, there are two of their laughter, scenes, as happened yesterday, so clear.

Slowly walk from the door to the living room, then from the sofa to the dining room, from the dining room to the kitchen, and finally into the bedroom that seems to have her breath.

In the room, the gray decoration is not like a girl at all, but it's clean and tidy. It seems that she specially cleaned it when she left. Otherwise, with his character, it's hard to have such a clean and tidy side. It's careless at any time, which is totally irrelevant.

He can't think of such a careless and slovenly girl. I'll see you many years later. I've raised a clean and beautiful little girl with a doll like braid. Don't mention how cute she is.

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